P
FLAT ON YOUR FACE!
E T E R
P
A N
(PETER)
(They try, and they do)
I’M FLYING!
WENDY
FLYING! FLYING! FLYING!
JOHN MICHAEL PETER
OVER BED,
OVER CHAIR,
DUCK YOUR HEAD, CLEAR THE AIR,
OH, WHAT LOVELY FUN! WATCH ME, EVERYONE,
TAKE A LOOK AT ME AND SEE HOW EASILY IT’S DONE I’M FLYING!
(HE flies back down to earth)
You like it?
CHILDREN
(Ad lib)
Oh, yes, Peter, yes! (etc.) Want to learn how?
(Ad lib)
Oh, teach us Peter, please teach us!
PETER CHILDREN
PETER
First I must blow the fairy dust on you.
(He blows fairy dust on them in time to harp cues [Bar 130] ) (He laughs)
NOW THINK LOVELY THOUGHTS.
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